I know that posts are few and far between around here lately, but I figured that I’d do a Wordless Wednesday showing what we’re up to around these parts. I have another post for breastfeeding misconceptions jumping around in my head begging to be typed out and I am determined to write a newsletter for this month (especially since Peanut started preschool!), so I am certain that you will see more of me soon. Probably not until the weekend though because we have an oral food challenge for Peanut on Thursday (hopefully with good news!) and I have a test Friday.

Way too much of Mama watching Peanut in her preschool through the one-way window when she should be studying.

Little Miss developing her picture taking skills while Daddy sleeps.

Fat (though progressively less-so) cat sleeping on me while I do homework.

A booth that the club I started last year made for a back to school event (talk about biting off more than I could chew).

20 weeks and looking pretty obviously pregnant. Also a lot of Twig kicking me while I'm trying to study.

More watching Peanut at her preschool. I'm fairly sure it's developing into an obsession.

It’s certainly been an interesting month! Of course we had three big events happen this month, we found out Peanut is severely allergic to Peanuts, we found out Mama’s pregnant with Twig, and Auntie Barbara passed away. It’s certainly been an interesting month. Since mama is pregnant and this newsletter is addressed to the both of you, I’ve decided to start posting it on the last day of the month.

Peanut, you’re pretty excited to be a big sister. You loves to tell anyone who will listen about the baby in mama’s tummy. Everyone around here is super excited. Mama is feeling pretty touched out and tired and nauseous, but she’ll be okay. We have to keep reiterating that to Peanut because she gets concerned when Mama gets sick. Occasionally when I tell you not to stand (yes, stand) on my belly, you get mad and tell me you don’t want the baby in my belly. It quickly turns back into excitement though.

Peanut, you’re speaking so well now. Yesterday you said “upstairs” and it was almost perfect! It sounded like “up-stai-s” and I so shocked at how well you pronounced it that I made Daddy come listen. A lot of the time it’s still difficult to understand what you’re saying, but generally after you repeat it 10 times Mama gets it. The problem is that you say so many things that you’ve never said before and when I’ve never heard you say it, it takes me more time to get it.

You seem to be finally understanding the concept of colors. Last week you told me the cat was black without me even asking. You know all of your letters and your numbers consistently up to 14 or 15. Some days you can go almost to 20. You’re friggin’ brilliant!

Speaking of brilliant kids, you’re making leaps and bounds Twig. You’re somewhere between the size of a blueberry and kidney bean at the moment. That’s pretty awesome. If you weren’t somewhere inside my already hugely bloated belly, I’d be able to actually see you on the table. Slightly disturbing that we got blueberries in our bountiful basket this week, but I’ll just remind myself that you aren’t actually a blueberry when I’m eating them in my pancakes.

You’re starting to look less like a weird reptile and more like a real baby. Supposedly you’re growing some buds now that’ll be arms and legs. Along with pretty much every body part actually, but I guess that’s what happens when you’re such a little smarty pants. Mama is pretty nauseous and tired still, but hopefully that’ll pass soon. I keep reminding myself that it’s actually a good sign that I’m so sick.

Peanut’s sleep has gotten onto not-so-good ground. I know it’s because things are less hectic and I’ve really been ignoring her bedtime routine and getting her hyped up when she shouldn’t and making dinner too late and all the other wonderful things that mamas that are trying to avoid vomiting do.

Anyway, I want to get back into the swing of things. I want to get her bedtime routine back to normal. On top of that, I want to just get her routine back to normal. She’s attending a preschool on my campus next semester (yay!) and they have things set out by time. I decided to do the same thing. Of course this is flexible, but I’m just trying to get her used to the idea.

We’re going to try to stick to this as much as possible. I’m also going to try to work really hard on getting her to nap at 11:30 because that’s when the preschool naps. Right now she’s napping anywhere between 2pm and 4pm. I’m certain that the reason she didn’t go to bed until 9:30 is because she woke up at 6. No bueno. The theory is that if she has a solid daytime routine, that she’ll sleep better. We’ll see how this goes.

I also know that other things we have going on will interrupt (or just slightly change the scenery) of the routine, so I’ve given her a calendar to tell her important events of certain days.

Aww cute puppy

In general, I’m just trying to get her involved in her activities. Help her anticipate things. Get her excited. Help her to understand that certain things are on certain days. I realize that’s a lot for a 2 year old, but I don’t plan on her getting it right now. Just more breaking her into the idea while letting her having a bit more control over her life.